A sea that breathes is a sea that talks
And an ear in tune can hear its coughs

How could oh the sea
Ever feel as lonely as me?

And a moon that seeps
Beats into a drum on the floor
And a tide that whines
will grab your hands from the shore

But how could oh the sea
Ever feel as lonely as me?

Let it come let it go like a crisis
Where its bottle thin or as wide as you'd like it
I'm so scared I'm losing my wises
The more and more I think I don't like this
The more and more I feel I don't like this
I don’t like this